January 2011
17 posts
I hang my coat up in the first bar There is no peace that I’ve found so far The laughter penetrates my silence As drunken men find flaws in science Their words mostly noises Ghosts with just voices Your words in my memory Are like music to me I’m miles from where you are, I lay down on the cold ground I, I pray that something picks me up And sets me down in your warm arms
“The faster we live, the less emotion is left in the world. The slower we live,...”
– Stanko Abadžic (via hit-or-miss)
“Yeah, straight up, what did you hope to learn about here? If I were someone...”
“Finish every day and be done with it. You have done what you could; some...”
– Ralph Waldo Emerson (via kari-shma)
Whenever something doesn’t work out the way you thought it would, Jena, instead of thinking that something went wrong, see it as something that went unexpectedly well, but for reasons that are not yet apparent. Everything plays to your favor. Score! The Universe
And then keep on keeping on, Jena.
I succumb to nostalgia and sentiment far too easily…
tears are forming in your eyes a storm is warning in the sky the end of the world it seems you bend down and you fall on your knees well, get back on your feet, yeah don’t look away don’t run away hey baby, it’s only life don’t lose your faith don’t run away hey baby, it’s only life yeah, it’s only life you were always playing hard never could...
“You can’t live your life for other people. You’ve got to do what’s right for...”
– Nicholas Sparks (via josiemac28713)
Yeah, Jena, I know it seems that your emotions arise from circumstances, even though it works the other way around. And this is kind of scary because sometimes they literally seem to overrun you. But I also know that most of the time they don’t, which is all the leverage you need. Just feel good when you can; it’ll always be enough. Can you feel me, now? The Universe
I’m safe up high, nothing can touch me. But why do I feel this party’s over?
excuse me, too busy you’re writing your tragedy these mishaps you bubble-wrap when you’ve no idea what you’re like so let go, let go jump in well, what you waiting for? it’s all right ‘cause there’s beauty in the breakdown
and I don’t know where I’m going I just want to be left alone well, when this train ends I’ll try again train roll on, many miles from my home see, I’m riding my blues away Tuesday, you see, she had to be free but somehow I’ve got to carry on